Lines In Memory Of Edmund Morris (Duncan Campbell Scott Poems)
Dear Morris--here is your letter--Can my answer reach you now?Fate has left me your debtor,You will remember how;For I went ...
Dear Morris--here is your letter--Can my answer reach you now?Fate has left me your debtor,You will remember how;For I went ...
Far in the east the rain-clouds sweep and harry, Down the long haggard hills, formless and low,Far in the west ...
At Bethlehem upon the hill, The day was done, the night was nigh,The dusk was deep and had its will,The ...
Dawn-cool, dew-coolGleams the surface of my poolBird haunted, fern enchanted,Where but tempered spirits rule;Stars do not trace their mystic linesIn ...
HERE Morris, on the plains that we have loved,Think of the death of Akoose, fleet of foot,Who, in his prime, ...
With a golden rolling sound Booming came a bell,From the aery in the towerEagles fell;So with regal wings Hurled, and ...
Crown her with stars, this angel of our planet, Cover her with morning, this thing of pure delight,Mantle her with ...
INurture thyself, O Soul, from the clear springThat wells beneath the secret inner shrine;Commune with its deep murmur,--'tis divine;Be faithful ...
Lay him down where the fern is thick and fair.Fain was he for life, here lies he low:With the blood ...
IWhere love is lifeThe roses blow,Though winds be rudeAnd cold the snow,The roses climbSerenely slow,They nod in rhymeWe know--we knowWhere ...
She breath?d deep, And stepped from out life's streamUpon the shore of sleep;And parted from the earthly noise,Leaving her world ...
Under the sky without a stainThe long, ripe, rippling of the grain;Light, broadcast from the golden oatsOver the blackberry fences ...
Wind of the gentle summer night,Dwell in the lilac tree,Sway the blossoms clustered light,Then blow over to me.Wind, you are ...
Gather the leaves from the forest And blow them over the world,The wind of winter follows The wind of autumn ...
O if love were had for asking, In the markets of the town,Hardly a lass would think to wear A ...
Creep into my heart, creep in, creep in,Afar from the fret, the toil and the din,Where the spring of love ...
Wind of the gentle summer night, Dwell in the lilac tree, Sway the blossoms clustered light, Then blow over to ...
With a golden rolling sound Booming came a bell, From the aery in the tower Eagles fell; So with regal ...
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